Dennis Hollingsworth

luego

It's been like this.

Endless hours, pushed to limits, beads of sweat over dirt spattered skin.
It doesn't seem like this workload would ever have an end.
A house and contractors and details and surprises.
A studio dismantled and remantled, tons of wood from an overstructured crawlspace. (thousands of pounds at least... )

Ok.

...hundreds of pounds, a lot of them.

Physical limits reached, barely enough sleep, an endless juggle.
(But what else is new?)
You know the drill.

And then, we can suddenly see the other side of this settling in period.
Alley Oop.

We're moving into our house this week.

Soon, we will be back in the saddle,
regular blogging to resume, enhanced after all.

...once we get DSL.